• He has always been so perfect,
    So handsome so fine,
    And lately I’ve been wishing,
    That he were only mine,
    Even for maybe,
    Just a minimal time.

    I only met him a few years ago,
    But we’ve been friends since.
    I wish only I’d had sense
    I feel I must repent.
    Out of my foolishness I told him,
    It’s the one thing I regret
    I told him that I loved him,
    And I’d like to be more than friends,
    Yet rejected I have been.

    He let me down easy,
    Without too much shame,
    He simply told me that,
    Sadly he didn’t feel the same.

    Then so recent this time
    Of selfishness,
    I made him have to,
    Once again find the words,
    To let down a close friend.

    What is it that so stupidly,
    I
    Decided to try,
    And once again,
    Be more than dear friends?
    Which already he said we are.

    I feel not sorry for myself,
    But for him who twice,
    He must deny,
    And send away,
    If ever I were to cry
    He’d only pray,
    That maybe I could find some way,
    To forgive him one day.

    I the selfish one…
    Him a selfless son…
    Who in his heart he loves me,
    Enough to care, but only as,
    A courageous and helpful Friend

    How did I become this way,
    And how did he come to pray,
    That only I might understand,
    How he’ll love me…
    But as a friend.